Him: Hey Babes. Me: Yeah Babes? (Yeah, we call each other Babes with an ‘s.’) Him: I think we should get outta town for New Year, maybe something tropical. Me: Babes, do you know it’s December 18? Him: Yeah. Me: Do you know people usually book New Year’s eve vacays a year ahead? Him: You can do it. Him was right. I can and I did. I’m an odd combination of fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants and anal-retentive-nosey AF-planner-extraordinaire. So although I found this task to be daunting, I was up for the challenge. As I spent every waking moment between December 18 and the day we booked our accommodations searching and planning,…